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Passengers
[Explosion]
- [Phone rings]
- (Gasp)
Hello.. hello?
Oh, hi.
Oh, I'm wide awake.
What's up?
Sources are telling us that
this decision was made...
in the last few minutes at the precaution
and there is no indication...
that this airplane crash was
anything other than an accident.
In any case, it is too soon to determine
whether the system malfunction...
was involved or whether human error was--
- Hello, my dear.
- Hi.
It's freezing.
Thank you for coming so quickly.
Of course.
Thank you.
They came down on a beach, near Pinewood.
Just a handful were left, out of 109.
You should handle the whole group.
Really?
No, you're gonna have to trust
my judgment on this one.
It's time to shake you out of this
comfort zone you're in.
I'm not in a comfort zone.
Two master's degrees, already?
Ph.D. that never ends?
That sounds pretty cozy to me.
Okay, that's the start, mostly,
it's nothing new.
One will require little more work,
though. He's euphoric.
He's feeling little
hmm... too good.
Uh...
Oh! I'm sorry--
Oh, excuse me, could you-- ?
(sigh)
Mr. Clark?
Come in!
Mr. Clark.
I'm Eric.
- Dr. Summers.
- Hi.
May I?
- Yeah.
- Thank you.
How are you feeling?
I feel great.
Mr. Clark, I'm a therapist.
I'm recommending that the passengers
meet with me in group sessions.
You are?
Well, no thanks.
Oh, okay. I understand.
If you'd feel more comfortable,
outside of the group environment...
we could meet one on one.
You make house calls?
Well, it's.. not.. protocol.. but.. hmm..
sometimes, under special circumstances.
What does one have to do to become
a "special circumstance" around here?
Survive a plane crash?
Uhmm..
You have a very lovely way about you.
Hmm?
I mean you're very formal,
but--
it's charming.
Is this your correct
contact information?
Okay.
So, umm..
Friday at five?
Tea time.
Good.
Is there anyone here for you?
- No.
- I can call someone if you.. want me to.
It's okay.
Feel better.
(Chuckling) You, too.
(Chuckling)
Claire.
Yes?
Do you have a sister?
Yes.
You should call her.
What?
Better now than later.
You could step out front of a bus
or something, and then what?
(Sighs)
(Knocking)
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Can I help you?
- Your laundry.
Oh, right, oh--
It was sitting in the dryer
for a while.
Oh, I'm sorry, I had an emergency
at work, and I had to run out.
Um, I've noticed that sometimes
you're too busy to pick up...
your newspapers, so I can take them
and hold them for you.
Oh, no, no, it's fine.
It's no bother.
Oh.. thank you.. but, you know what..
thank you, that's something...
I promised myself
not to let happen again.
- Okay, good night.
- Good night.
Claire?
That's right.
- Good night, Claire.
- Good night.
Anything you need,
you let me know.
Okay, thank you, bye.
(Sigh)
(Sigh)
[Phone dialing]
[Phone ringing]
Hi, you've reached Hannah, Luke,
Paul, and Emma. Leave us a message.
Hi.
It's me.
Just calling to say hi.
Yeah, bye.
[Explosion]
[Gasping]
[Dog barking]
I was at peace.
I always knew that I wouldn't live to
an old age so I just thought this is it.
I looked around.. and just felt such
a pity for everyone.. all that fear.
Dean...
when did you first realize
that something was wrong?
Uh.. we were still up pretty high, and...
plane was just cruising along,
and there was this sound...
the lights went up and there was a flash--
That's not what happened.
There were no explosions
'till after we hit the ground.
No warning, nothing.
That's right.
It was when we were landing.
Don't tell me what I remember. Okay?
Shannon, Shannon...
you said that you looked around
and you saw that fear...
but also that it was so sudden that..
you hit the ground without warning.
So?
When exactly did you have that moment
to look around at the others?
Does it matter?
Is this a test?
No, of course, it's not a test.
Janice?
Do you remember any of this?
Dean...
there was something you said earlier
I really wanted to talk to you about...
beca--
Excuse me for a second.
I'm afraid that's not what happened.
The pilot misjudged the approach
and lost control.
Mistakes were made, unfortunately.
This passenger remembers fire on board,
maybe, before impact.
But, isn't it common for..
people who are going through this...
to be disoriented.. to be unsure
of what he saw.. even delusional.
Yes, but it's also possible to be
in a heightened state of awareness...
where every details and
sensations are remembered.
Dr. Summers,
let's try to be careful.
I'm not trying to challenge any findings
or put the airliner on the spot.
I'm only thinking of the patients.
Accurate reconstruction of events is
essential to healing process, that's all.
Thank you.
- Good day, doctor.
- Good day.
Where are you? Where are you?
[Knock]
Hi, you scared me.
What are you doing here, doctor?
We have an appointment.
At.. umm.. here.
Oh, yeah, the house call.
I completely forgot.
No, it's okay.
Wanna a fig?
No, you should probably wash those.
So, let's just clear the air, okay?
I'm not anyone's patient, all right?
Okay.
Cream and sugar for you.
You are very attractive.
Thank you.
Eric, you feel fine now,
ecstatic, even, it's common.
But.. when we go through
shocks to the system...
there is often a repression
of negative feelings.
Later on, these feelings will creep up
on you. There will be a balance due.
Do you paint?
No.
I always wanted to paint.
But I never dared.
What kind of things would you paint?
(Chuckling)
God you just can't help yourself,
can you, doctor?
Okay.
I did promise.
What do you do for work?
I'm a VP at Hein Dragg,
it's a brokerage firm.
But I'm not going back to that.
I've spent most of my life,
living the wrong way.
See my control towel, over here?
Printer, fax, high-speed Internet,
computers, e-mail, telephone, cell phone...
multimessengers, it's horse-shit.
Design to keep people away
from each other.
Did you feel that way before..
before the accident?
No, I was too busy working my ass off,
afraid of the rain.
So, you're re-evaluating your priorities.
Well put.
Eric, it's really important that we mean
to revisit your experience.
Okay.
What's the first thing that comes
to your mind about the accident?
The wind in my face.
Okay, what do you remember after that?
Walking the beach,
next to a rather large bonfire.
Can you remember anything else
between these two events?
One of the other passengers says that
he remembers bright light...
or a loud noise, perhaps...
but something during the mid-flight.
It's okay to cry.
I'm not gonna cry.
Uhmm..
What else?
Are you sleeping?
Of course.
Any dreams?
I don't remember.
Stick around, I will awake you
when I'm having one.
No thanks.
Why not?
I don't know.
It's frowned upon in
my professional community.
Isn't that silly?
It is silly.
Directions to the group meeting.
You should come by, Eric,
you won't regret it.
You're like a dog with a bone.
Thanks for the coffee.
Hey, Claire.
Drop by any time.
Did you mention me to Eric Clark
before I came along?
- No.
- No?
I've never met him.
He knows personal things about me.
Like what?
Not any big things, how to
take my coffee, that I have a sister.
How does he explain it?
No, he hasn't tried,
and I haven't asked.
How is your sister?
Uhmm..
Emma?
Emma, right.
- She's good.
- She's good?
She's good. Yeah...
I've been doing some research
on some PTSD patients...
that may have developed
an extrasensory perception.
Really?
It's a.. theory.
Most of combat veterans.
So, he's a..
so, he's reading your mind.
Hmm?
- Yes?
- All right, all right.
(Chuckling)
Claire.
Did they even find any more information
about what happened up there?
Why do you ask?
Well, their initial assessments
are all over the place.
This one passenger, Dean Haschle,
he seems to remember...
an explosion on board.
None of the others agree.
They all have a different story.
There's bound to be some discrepancies.
An explosion would cause
an accident, not a pilot error.
I spoke to a man at the airline, and
he seemed pretty annoyed by this theory.
- And..
- Stop, stop, stop. You're not a detective.
Stick to your patients,
and their progresses. That's it.
Okay, fair enough, but the huge part of
their progress will be knowing the truth.
'The truth heals,' who said that?
I don't know, some dead white guy.
No, you.
Well, how are you finding the work?
Well, I should have been doing
this long time ago, well, you knew that.
Better late than never, I guess.
This is good. This is good.
Does anyone have a contact
with Dean since our last session?
Not surprised that he isn't back.
I don't think this little
get-togethers are any use...
spilling your guts to strangers.
Shannon.. have you tried talking
to your friends or relatives...
about what you're feeling?
Loved ones could be great source of comfort.
Nope.
Are you all right?
I'm good.
I'm little tired.
Are you sleeping well?
Not really.
We can talk to a physician
and get you something to help you sleep.
No.
Good night, Shannon.
Do you always offer medication
in front of other patients?
Oh, Shannon, I'm sorr--
What qualifies you,
really, to talk to us?
You have no idea
what any of us are going through.
Doctor!
Norman?
In your car, please.
- What's the matter?
- Let's go. C'mon.
Norman.
Please! Just bear with me.
Okay. Okay.
Just pull out here, and make this U-turn.
Why?
Dr. Summers, please.
Okay.
Put on your seatbelt.
Where are we going?
Drive past that building,
but don't stop.
Okay.
There!
There, he is.
That man was here the other day.
He's been following me.
Who is he?
I think he's with airlines.
They've been monitoring us.
Why.. why would they do that?
The other night, when Dean said
he remembered a flash...
or something bright,
like a fire, or an explosion...
it started coming back to me.
They're saying that the pilot missed
the approach or some bullshit.
That's wrong.
There was an explosion on board,
I remember it now, too.
Why would they lie
about something like that?
They had another accident, last year,
off the coast of California.
A mechnical failure, another problem
like that would sink them.
They're after us now.
Norman, we can't assume that.
You don't know these people.
A corporation like this...
it's all about money, they are capable
of anything to save their asses.
Norman, I understand that you feel
vulnerable right now...
and paranoid feelings are common
amongst people who have been through...
what you've just been through, but.. uh...
I don't think the airline is
after you, okay?
Let me take you home, where do you live?
[Phone ringing]
Hi, you've reached Hannah,
Paul, Luke, and Emma.
Leave us a message.
Hi, Emma, it's Claire.
I left you a message...
which wasn't easy, but I'm trying, okay?
But we're grown-ups, you know,
let's agree to disagree...
you live your life the way you want,
and I live my life the way I want--
I don't want to argue.
God, the phone makes it worse, uhmm...
Let's meet face to face.
Call me.
[Doorbell buzzes]
[Screams]
Shit.
(Sigh)
Hello.
[Organ playing]
You started to paint.
Yeah.
Turns out that it's not that difficult
once you dive right into it.
What.. what is it?
I don't know.
Give it a shot.
No thanks.
No, no, c'mon, here.
No, I don't really,
no, I'll ruin it.. I--
No, you won't, c'mon.
C'mon, c'mon.
Okay, okay.
Nah, don't worry about that.
Uh, okay.
Here you go, okay.
Just.. just relax your grip, a little.
Little looser.. loose.. there you go.
There..
I think.. I got it.
All right.
Yes, yes! See, you're great at this.
C'mon, keep going.
C'mon, you're not done.
Eric..
Eric.
Eric.
Eric, c'mon, please talk to me.
Please tell me
what you're feeling right now.
What?! C'mon.
How have you been?
How are things?
- I'm okay.
- Yeah?
Yeah.
You seem little depressed to me.
Are you?
No.
Why would you say that?
I don't know, I just..
you.. saw.. put together.
I have a theory about women who
are beautiful, 'cause you're beautiful...
who bury themselves under
layers of crap, like you do.
I don't bury myself.
- Do you want to hear my theory or not?
- Fine.
They're afraid of being desirable.
How touchy feely,
maybe you should have your own show.
Hey!
Thank you.
How did you come to do what you do?
How does one become
an expert in disasters?
I study children with severe traumas.
Children who have shut-off.
Where do you start?
Uh.. by learning their language.
Most of these kids dress up the facts
with fantasies, imaginary friends...
storytelling, I..
find my way into their story...
and I find my way back to the truth.
Are you afraid of dogs?
Of course, not.
Because, you know, it's common
among post-traumatic patients...
to develop phobias--
Claire, I'm not your patient.
I was using the term generally.
Eric, can I see you again?
Yeah.
Of course.
In fact, you know what?
Here.
It's a key.
It's not my hand in marriage.
In case I can't hear
the doorbell or something.
No, I will call first next time. That's
what I really should've done today.
- Sorry.
- C'mon, hey, slow down.
I'm not gonna bite you.
Look, I appreciate you wanting to help.
I do. It's a.. it is helpful.
It's comforting, thank you.
Okay.
Some ground rules.
We are not dating. We're having
conversations that may help you...
release some of the feelings
that you're repressing.
I would say my feelings
are not being repressed at all.
I will listen to you, and
you will stop coming on to me.
- All right?
- All right.
These are my terms now,
if we're going to continue hanging out.
We're hanging out?
Yes, quid pro quo, tit for tat.
Tit for tat?
Shut up.
Okay, doctor.
All right.
- Bye, Eric.
- Something was in your mouth.
Bye.
'You have no messages.'
Are you looking for this?
Yep.
It's so beautiful.
Thank you.
And you'd look beautiful in it, I bet.
I don't know.. not sure.
I'll just fold it.
Oh, okay, thank you.
Sure.
Your key.
Yeah.
- A lover's key.
- No.
No, no, he's an acquaintance.
An acquaintance who gives away his key,
where do I sign up?
Actually, he's a patient, sort of.
Do you like him?
No.
No?
Look me in the eye and say that.
I don't like him, he's a patient.
So, even if I liked him,
it'd constitute a conflict of interests...
- it's an ethical..
- Right...
- and then you'd have to stop seeing him.
- Right.
And you'd have to put him
out of your mind.
- Yeah.
- Right. I've lived like that.
Like what?
Cautious, missing opportunities.
Well, thanks so much for this.
Have a good night.
You, too, just.. just..
Yeah?
Spread your wings.
Life's a moment.. just...
it's done.
Oh, it is. Right.
Have a good night.
[Knocking]
Yeah? I'm coming.
Eric?
What's going on?
What's wrong?
Oh? Uh... nothing.
How do you know where I live?
It's in here.
You left it in my place.
I thought you might need it
for tomorrow.
Sorry 'bout that.
No, it's okay.
So, are you.. are you okay?
Are you gonna invite me in.. or.. ?
No.
Got somebody in there?
No.
I mean, it's not any of your business.
Anyway, this isn't my normal office hours.
I'm not a patient.
No, you're just a creepy guy standing
at my door in the middle of night.
A lovely man. Intriguing.
Okay, good night.
You don't think so?
I'm not gonna stand here
and debate your loveliness.
How about the intriguing part?
Good night.
(sigh)
[Knocking]
Oh, hi.
He's very handsome.
Okay.
Let's get started.
Why aren't they here?
C'mon, you always have
some kind of feel-good theory.
What's your theory for this?
Why are they missing?
I'm so sorry. Would you mind
excusing me for a moment?
Okay, go.
What are you doing here, Mr. Arkin?
I'm interested in
the health of the passengers.
You're interested in
what they remember.
Yes, of course I am.
You're patients are highly susceptible
to external influences right now.
So, you just be sure you haven't been
feeding them your own theories.
Have you been able to confirm
that the accident was human error?
It's always a human error, doctor,
whichever way you turn it.
Someone didn't work hard enough,
or well enough, or cared enough...
someone made a mistake.
And in this case, it was an..
overworked pilot.
You're blaming your woes to a dead man.
Stay away. I mean it.
Claire!
Eric?
Hey!
Eric! Uh.. Eric.. okay...
stay away from the edge, okay?
What are you doing?
Just..
Come on up!
Uhm...
C'mon!
I'm not so good with heights.
(Chuckling)
Are you all right?
No.. I.. I'm good. I'm just fine here.
C'mon, come here. C'mon.
Eric! Eric, stop it!
I'm sorry. Okay. Here we go.
Do you have me?
Oh, God. Jesus.
- Stay there.
- I'm good.
We can't seem to stay away
from each other, can we?
So, what's your sign?
(Laughing)
I was almost married once.
I bailed two days before the wedding.
That's...
that's terrible.
Yeah, it is.
It was very painful for her.
I was scared.
You know what's scary about commitment?
Your life becomes real.
It's not a plan.
It's not what you hope for.
It's real.
Your turn.
C'mon, give me something.
Fair is fair. Tit for tat.
There is nothing to tell.
I've never been close.
Sometimes, they left me.
Sometimes, I left them.
There is no sob story.
Not really.
That was very you.
Concise, yet vague.
I'm not like that.
I like clarity.
Clarity for Claire.
I'm so glad I'm amusing you.
C'mon, this is miraculous, isn't it?
We're both sitting here?
That crash.
It's like being born again.
Eric?
Eric! Oh, my God, Eric!
What?
You, bastard?!
You, fu--
(Chuckling) C'mon.
Yeah.
I'm not getting on that thing.
Why not?
You're not wearing a helmet?
For crying out aloud, c'mon.
Why did you come here tonight?
Too fast for you?
No.
Uh, so do we need safety vests?
There might be safety vests in there.
Aren't they called life preservers?
Ah, perfect.
So, uh.. this is a nice boat.
It is, isn't it?
Yeah, how long have you had her?
Oh, it's not mine.
Then whose is it?
I have no idea.
What?
- What?
- Watch your head.
Eric.
Can you drive a boat?
Yeah.
Great, that's wonderful.
Wanna take it?
Oh, no.
C'mon.
(Laughing)
Follow the moon.
What are you doing?
Going for a swim.
What? Are you serious.. it's freezing.
No, well.. yeah,
will be freezing for a moment.
Then, it'll be okay.
You're just looking
for thrills to feel alive...
it's a normal reaction.
Eric, is it cold?
Okay, I'm not falling for this again.
Eric! Seriously, it's not funny.
Stop it!
Eric! Eric! I'm coming,
I'm coming.
Eric! Eric!
You've scared the hell out of me!
I thought you were drowning.
No.
Why are you wearing your clothes?
Did you jump in to save me?
No.
Come here. Where are you going?
C'mon, come back.
Stay a while.
See. It's not so cold.
No, it's not.
It's fine.
(Chuckling)
Oh, God.
What?
I'm a mess.
- Too late, Claire.
- For what?
To scare me away.
Eric...
the first time we met,
you asked me if I had a sister.
Do you have one?
Yeah.
Yeah, you seemed to know that.
Maybe, is that, bossy,
older sister thing you've got--
Not.. you're..
Anyway, Emma's older.
What is she like?
She's an activist, a risk-taker.
She's a really good mom.
She's got many things.
Ah...
so, what's the problem?
She called me a coward,
and said that I was wasting my life.
I said some pretty horrible things to her.
Stuff I shouldn't have said,
stuff that I--
Anyway, we haven't spoken in months.
Whatever was said...
it's not worth it.
[Doorbell rings]
[Doorbell rings]
Emma?
[Bird chirping]
Who lives here, Claire?
Are you following me?
Is spending nights with your patients
regular part of your therapy?
Your credibility is on a shaky ground.
Perry.
Claire.
Perry.. ah.. hm...
there is a man
following me and my patient.
Two men, actually.
Arkin from the airline...
and another one, one of them thinks..
that.. I mean.. one of my patients...
Norman, he thinks the other one is
from the airline, and...
I don't know, there is some kind
of cover-up going on...
and two of my patients are missing.
Claire, Claire, slow down.
Who's missing?
Norman and Dean.
They've been missing sessions.
They're missing,
or they missed sessions?
I'm not sure.
Well, just because they're not at
the sessions doesn't mean...
they're in trouble.
And patients fall in and out
of the desire for treatment...
all the time, isn't that common?
Absolutely, right.
What about Eric Clark?
What?
How is he doing?
Oh.. good.
He.. he's... responding...
I don't know, I don't know.
Claire, what's going on?
I crossed the line with him.
An ethical line.
Our relationship is more personal
than it should be.
(sigh) More personal than
it should be.
Yeah.
[Knocking]
Hello, Norman?
Norman, it's Dr. Summers, Claire.
Norman.
Hey!
Wait! Don't go!
Hey, stop! Don't go!
Please.
Help me! Please, help!
Help me!
Do you know me?
No.
I can't remember my own name,
and everything.
Why have you been hanging
around the sessions?
I followed one of them
the other day.
The guy who lives here.
He looked familiar.
I thought he could help me
figure things out.
But he wouldn't come near me.
I can't get anything out
since the accident.
You witnessed the accident?
I was in it.
You were on the flight?
Yes.
One moment, I'm sitting there...
and there is an explosion,
and I'm here, walking around...
what the hell happened?
It's okay.
Have you told anyone else
about this?
No. Who could I talk to?
I don't know any one here.
I'd like you to come with me, please.
Perry, it's Claire.
I need to talk to you,
call me as soon as you get this.
Are you okay?
[Explosion]
[Explosion]
[Screams]
Oh, why..
Mr. Arkin.
This man was on board, Mr. Arkin.
He remembers an explosion.
For a woman of science, you have
a strong flare for dramatic, doctor.
Passengers are missing, Mr. Arkin.
What do you know about that?
Calm down, please.
Where are they?
Where is who?
Where are the other passengers?
Hiding from you, I bet.
This man remembers an explosion...
- You're making a fool of yourself.
- ..what's going on?
I know you.
No.
- Yes.
- No.
We've met before.
No, we haven't.
Can you help me remember, please?
Help me remember.
We have not met.
And if you'd excuse me, I'm busy.
- This man remembers an explosion.
- Hey, why do I know you?
Where do I know you from?
- Back off, sir. Back off.
- Who the hell are you?
- Please back off.
- You back off!
Stop it! Stop it!
You, son of a bitch!
What did you do?
It's okay, folks.
Show's over.
You're not gonna get away with this.
This man remembers an explosion.
They--
Sir?
Sir?
Shannon, where are the others?
Shannon? Shannon, what's wrong?
Shannon, what's wrong? It's okay.
It's okay, calm down.
Claire.
Oh, God, it's okay.
C'mon.
The engine blew up.
It was right outside my window.
Oh, my God, Eric.
Sorry.
How are you feeling?
All right.
Where is your family, Shannon?
My parents died when I was six.
I was raised by an aunt.
We were not close.
What happened to them?
They died of a fall...
on a trail.. he was trying
to rescue her, and they both fell.
They were probably crushed
to be separated from you.
They left me alone.
They did do that.
I'm sure they knew that.
What would you tell them
that they don't know?
What would you tell them now?
I know that it was an accident.
Something that happened to them,
that they couldn't help.
What else?
I forgive them.
[Dog barking]
Eric?
- What's wrong?
- Shhh.
Eric, what is it?
That's my dog.
What?
That dog.
He's buried in my mom's backyard.
He died when I was six.
Eric?
I didn't survive the crash.
- Eric.
- I didn't survive.
Eric, look at me. Look at me.
You're fine. You're here with me, now.
You're here with me.
I didn't make it.
Yes, you did.
That's a neighbor's dog.
You're okay.
He's gone.
See, he's gone.
He's gone.
Wait.
Eric.
Eric!
Eric!
Eric!
Eric, stop!
Eric!
Eric!
Eric!
Eric!
Eric!
Stay away from me, Claire.
You stay away.
Eric, let's go home, okay?
C'mon, let's go.
Get away from me!
Just go!
Shannon?
Shannon?
- Claire?
- Shannon?
Hi, honey.
Have you seen a young woman?
She's my friend Shannon,
she was.. here.
Yeah, she just left.
By herself?
No, with a man and a woman.
Oh, Claire, you're tired,
you should get some rest.
No, no, my patients.. they are..
They'll be fine.
Eric will be fine, too.
I'll get you some tea.
Eric?
Eric.
I never told you his name.
Passengers are missing, all of them,
not just missing sessions...
they are missing.
What if survivors weren't even
accounted for? How does that happen?
I don't know. I'm..
how do you think it happens?
I think the airline is
targetting the passengers.
One by one, they are all disappearing.
Maybe, they don't need you anymore.
We got to stop this, Perry.
You're looking for the truth?
Yes!
When we lie, we make up
our lies with pieces.. of the truth.
What does that
have to do with this?
So, there must be some reason
why you've latched on...
to this elaborate theory
of a cover-up.
What?
Maybe it's gone as far as it can.
They got to you, Arkin got to you.
No. Claire.
It's not like that.
Don't you come near me.
Don't!
Is that why you brought me in?
To keep tabs on the passengers?
It's not me.
You don't know me.
They're dead.
They are all dead.
That pilot.. he was...
he was tired.
He was in the middle of a divorce.
He wasn't even in the cockpit
when it happened.
Did you know that?
Where was he?
He left it in the hands of the copilot.
He never should've done that.
It wasn't him.
The passengers saw that explosion
outside of the window.
No. It had nothing to do
with the pilot.
No.
He tried his best to land
the plane on the beach.
If anyone made it,
it was because of him.
You're wrong.
That man is hero.
You are wrong!
No.
It.. w..as... me..
What?
What did you say?
I'm in your seat. Sorry.
No, no, no..
No! No! No!
[Sobbing]
Good morning.
Good morning.
I found something.
What's that?
A list of passengers.
Why didn't you tell me?
It's not a sort of thing you can be told.
You gotta figure it out for yourself.
When you are ready.
Here you go.
Sorry.
- Oh, thank you.
- Sure.
Coming or going?
Going home.
Me, too.
Eric.
Claire Summers.
People come back to help you.
Come to terms, lead the way.
My grandfather came back for me.
I didn't even recognize him.
And my dog.
(sigh)
Who came back for you?
My aunt, Toni.
And Mr. Perry.
What about the other passengers?
They're like us.
Making their peace with it
before moving on.
Nobody survived the crash.
And everyone else?
They're just here
to help us find our way.
Can we.. hook up in town..
I promise not to bite.
Okay, I promise to bite.
Uh.. okay.
- Cool.
- Yeah.
Hey!
Oh, my God!
[Explosion]
Put this on.
Put it on. C'mon.
We're gonna die. We're gonna die.
No, we're gonna live.
Look at me. Hey, stay with me.
Look at me!
Emma, Emma, I love you.
Emma..
Get down with me.
Claire, c'mon. Get down with me.
Don't give up on me.
Don't give up on me. C'mon.
- We're not gonna make it.
- Yes, we are.
Yes, we are. Yes, we are.
Yes, yes!
You stay right here
with me, okay?
You stay here.
Don't go.
Stay with me.
I will be right up
with your sister's mail.
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